Not long after Lao Ji carried Peng Zhan and Ye Xiaowu on his back, he encountered a thick fog that made him unable to see his fingers. Peng Zhan suddenly felt very uneasy.
Although the place looked deserted, Peng Zhan felt like it was as bustling as a busy city, and he was just like the man in strange clothes in the busy city who was constantly being peeped and pointed at.
Perhaps because their sight was blocked, the two people on horseback unconsciously moved closer, so close that Peng Zhan could hear Ye Xiaowu's heartbeat.
"Xiao Wu, are you sure that where you live, only you and grandpa depend on each other?" Peng Zhan felt a strong sense of oppression from being watched, and couldn't help but ask Ye Xiaowu in a low voice.
"Yeah, I haven't met anyone else since I was a kid. It wasn't until a few days before I left here that I realized I was being followed." Ye Xiaowu replied with certainty.
Peng Zhan knew that with Ye Xiaowu's perception, she would be able to detect it if she was being stared at. Of course, those gazes that could be detected were mostly malicious.
Human body structure and behavior follow two most basic principles. The first is to save energy, as long as it is enough.
The second is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. You are very sensitive to those things that may cause harm to you, but you are much slower to respond to things that are beneficial to you.
However, since everyone here has a hidden background, it means that they must be very powerful. They deliberately made Peng Zhan feel maliciously watched and used this invisible method to put pressure on Peng Zhan.
Several times, Peng Zhan even felt like someone was milling around him, like a group of ignorant children making faces to humiliate a blind man.
But whenever Peng Zhan felt that the humiliator was about to take action, he heard a deep roar from Lao Ji, and the humiliator immediately ran away from Peng Zhan.
Yes, it means escaping, not leaving, because there is more fear than leaving.
Peng Zhan couldn't help but wonder, these people didn't take him seriously at all, how could they be afraid of an old horse?
And Peng Zhan had no doubt that without the old horse given to him by his old man, he would never have been able to get through the fog.
Compared with Peng Zhan's high alertness, Ye Xiaowu was extremely relaxed. She closed her eyes and pursued the smell in her memory. In a place where vision did not work and everything was silent, smell became the only guide. .
Ye Xiaowu was worried at first that Lao Ji would take them to an unknown place, but the familiar smell let her know that there was no problem with the direction.
"Wow, this old horse is so powerful. Peng Zhan, smell it carefully. This is the scent of green tea. Next, we will smell camellias, and after the camellias are hyacinths..."
But Peng Zhan couldn't smell anything. His whole body was stiff and his forehead was covered with sweat. This kind of mental struggle often consumes more energy than physical combat.
I don’t know how long it took, but I finally saw the light again through the thick white fog.
Peng Zhan suddenly discovered that they were on a steep mountain peak and could actually see the panoramic view of Ailao Mountain.
The rolling hills are like a plate full of steamed dumplings, except that the dumplings inside are different in shape and size.
Some are towering into the sky, like a sharp sword, reaching straight into the sky, while others are relatively low, like a big bulging bun, but inside are blooming flowers, like small gardens.
Along with the white mist, there was also a strong sense of oppression. Peng Zhan looked far into the distance and felt very relaxed and happy.
"Xiao Wu, where is your home?" Peng Zhan pointed to the mountains and asked Ye Xiaowu.
"1, 2, 3, 4..." Ye Xiaowu counted the peaks, and then counted her fingers very seriously, like a primary school student doing addition and subtraction with a wooden stick.
"Three mountains and seventeen peaks, Luo Man is among them. There is Tai Chi Qinglong on the left, and Shilian Yufeng on the right." Ye Xiaowu finished the arithmetic and started to play the finger pinching trick again, pinching his fingers and chanting words.
Just when Peng Zhan thought she was about to get the result, she turned around and said: "Peng Zhan, which way is the left? Should it be with your back or facing?"
"Ah, they should be facing each other!" Peng Zhan said speechlessly.
"That's not necessarily true, because I remember that when I left, grandpa also used this formula to determine the direction." Ye Xiaowu said in a very embarrassed tone.
"Then try both. Choose which one is closer to your memory." Ye Xiaowu didn't know, so Peng Zhan naturally couldn't know, so he gave Ye Xiaowu one that was stupid but very effective. suggestions.
Ye Xiaowu suddenly felt like she was enlightened, but after thinking about it for a while, she still wasn't 100% sure.
"You should know the name of your hometown, right?" Peng Zhan felt helpless when he picked up a child on the roadside and wanted to send the child home, but he didn't know anything about it.
"Luoman Mountain, the entire Ailao Mountain has a total of twenty peaks, including three mountains and seventeen peaks, and Luoman Mountain is the head of the three mountains and the soul of the entire Ailao Mountain." Ye Xiaowu was a little proud. said.
